I don't know who I am...

...but I intend to find out who is responsible for this!

After reading Teddi's sad blog, it made me think for a while about who I am. Am I finding out, or am I profoundly dishonest with myself?

I have lots of names. Khadija,Gwendolyn, Ellen, Credence, Brown, Boucher,Dad, Sister, slave, and a couple others that are secrets. So, if I am so handy with different names, does it mean that I am like a chameleon, changing into different people for different audiences? ^.^

I am feeling very strong, loving, supportive and giggly today. It is who I want to be. It is "simply not allowed", and "not permissible" to be any other way! So, when I fall off the wagon, you all have permission to "KICK MY ASS" ! :)

G